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It’s Always Wednesday - Aurelio Voltaire
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It’s Always Wednesday Aurelio Voltaire

It’s Always Wednesday - Aurelio Voltaire
[Verse 1]
All alone
On a grey and gloomy day
On her own
In the graveyard
Down the way
She's practicing her cello
And the reeds begin to sway
Between the graves
Can they hear?
Buried six feet underground
Entombed for years
As the crypts fill up with sound
She's speaking throught her instrument
The words she'd love to say
But she can't say

[Chorus]
And the angels sigh
As the clouds begin to cry
Its always Wednesday
Like the cold and pretty fall
Its always Wednesday
At the centеr of it all
You loved to touch her heart
But shе might tear your world apart
Because its Wednesday, after all
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